Unknown Disaster

When Superstorm Sandy made its way ashore it left destruction in its wake.  It slammed into the New Jersey coast and sent a wave of water into the heart of New York City.  As the storm surge plunged the land beneath the waves, the nation watched in horror as flames broke through the darkness and consumed whole  communities.  And the worst part: There was nothing we could do.

As the rising waters cut off emergency responders, neighbors saved neighbors by any means necessary.  By luck people were plucked one by one out of the waters that raged around them.  The waters that had once rushed in departed, leaving behind foundations ripped from the earth.  Everything that once was was left in ruins.

Over the past several weeks, I have worked in the Rockaways, an area that was completely covered by the rising waters, but never lost.  With the fires out in Breezy Point, we have seen the devestation day after day.  Hour after hour.

You enter into Manhattan, Brooklyn, the big city of New York, and the destruction that once was.  We all watched as the flood waters poured into Ground Zero and through the tunnels that run beneath the great city.

Several weeks later, while the Rockaways remain in ruins, tourists flock into NYC where there is barely any trace of the waters that had poured through the streets.

I ask myself how this can be.

There are some that are comparing this storm to Katrina and the 9th Ward.  I stand knowing that every disaster is different.  This storm was the biggest storm in our history, the perfect storm.

You can compare it to any other, but you will find that there has never been anything like this before.  We see the two extremes and here I am stuck in the middle of it with my team.

Its weird being in a city that seems like nothing has happened.  Life goes on, but too many times we forget what just happened.  Our society just keeps going, but here we stand trying to help rebuild, recover.  We are surrounded by electronics and technology and the bright lights of the city, but yet hundreds are still without power.

The nights have become darker and people are still asking themselves what is going to come next.  Will we recover?  Or will we be forgotten?

We can never forget what we have seen.  We can never stop remembering that night that the storm came ashore.  And although my team was not here to see the rising waters, we live it every day as survivors tell us their stories.

I can never forget it.

Yet sometimes if feels like we are the only ones that remember…

God Bless and PEACE

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